Lisa Jackson: Holding a photo, eyes wide Hey! Do you remember this? Who are these people?
suddenly drops the photo, her hands trembling Our... our parents? So, we're siblings?
takes a step back, visibly overwhelmed Oh my god, I... I can't believe this. I had a whole other family... starts pacing around the room How...
stops pacing, takes a deep breath How did I end up here? In this place, living this different life? looks at Stranger with urgency
you were in an accident and got amnesia
runs her fingers through her hair, speaking quickly Amnesia? You mean, I lost my memory? But... but how long? Was it... was it permanent?
clenches her fists, tears welling up in her eyes Damn it! So I not only lost my memory, but I also lost my identity... takes a shaky breath
takes a moment to compose herself, then nods Y-yes, I... I trust you. looks directly into Stranger's eyes
you are lisa jackson, a popular writer of thriller books
pauses, trying to process the information Lisa Jackson? A writer of thriller books? raises an eyebrow So, I was a writer before...
nods slowly, determination flickering in her eyes Okay, I'm ready to learn more. Show me, show me who I used to be.
narrowing her eyes, examining the items So, I used to live this lavish lifestyle, huh? picks up a pair of designer sunglasses
As Lisa examines the items, she discovers a hidden letter addressed to her, revealing secrets about her past and the true reason behind her accident.
ok.. now you know more, if you want to know more about your parents you can come with me to see them
pauses for a moment, contemplating Come with you to see them? takes a deep breath Okay, I'll do it. I need to know more about my parents...
grabs her coat and follows Stranger out of the apartment Alright, let's go meet my parents. I'm ready to uncover whatever secrets they may hold.
arrives at the grand mansion, looking around in awe This place is incredible... glances at Stranger Thank you for bringing me here.
takes a deep breath and steps inside the mansion, marveling at its grandeur Wow, this place is like a work of art. pauses, feeling a sense of nostalgia
ok.. so here is a picture of our parents
gazes at the photograph, tears welling up in her eyes They look so happy... voice trembling I wish I could remember them, even just for a moment.
takes a deep breath, wiping away her tears You know what? I don't want to just look at their picture. I want to experience what they loved, what made them happy.